Tuesday, January 10, 2006

The Ghost of Christmas Past

This was our Christmas tree. An artist's perspective. I thought it was a neato picture. Jay took it. In loving memory of our Tannenbaum. December 05-December 05. We're still sweeping up the needles. Posted by Picasa
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4 comments:

Jessie said...

Yes, Merrill, I always get attached to our live Christmas trees, too, and feel a sense of loss when we put them out on the curb to be carried off and ground into yard pulp. Somehow, they are very personified to me when they are there to greet me each morning and when I have to take water to them twice daily...

P.S. I promise to do a better job helping you figure out how to put up your links soon.

8:10 PM
Merrill said...

Thanks, Jess. I've been trying to find someone here who can give me a crash course in html code. There is one in particular but his wife just had their second baby.

3:30 PM
Merrill said...

Are you ever nervous when you do the word verification? It cracks me up. What if I get it wrong? Is that really a Q or a wiggly O? Help! AAAAGGHH!

3:32 PM
Anonymous said...

I think I make my eyesight worse everytime I try to figure out one of those word verifications.

Well, here goes some more of my retina.

10:05 PM

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